13 Hours

Benghazi, a port city in Libya, was site to a terrorist attack on American diplomatic and intelligence facilities in 2012.  Ever since that event hit the news, it has been the subject of much speculation and no less than ten U.S. Congressional inquiries.  Like many other events in today’s hyper-politicized world, the attack and the response have been politicized by both the Left and the Right.  Africa isn’t usually on my radar (although, with China’s activities there, it probably should be more of a concern to more people), but like the story told in Black Hawk Down, there are occasionally stories set on that giant continent that grab my attention.  The politics surrounding the U.S. response to the attack have been a bore, but the story of the people on the ground has made me take notice.

13 Hours: The Inside Account of What Really Happened in Benghazi by Mitchell Zuckoff (ISBN: 978-1-4555-8229-7) tells that story from the perspective of the contract security officers, referred to as “operators” in the book.  This small team of men was assigned to provide security to the diplomats and analysts working out of the small diplomatic facilities in Benghazi.  The book gives us a little background on each of them and then jumps right in to the fateful day when two of them, the ambassador, and a government computer specialist would die.  The security officers all had military backgrounds.  They would put that to the test when the facilities they were hired to protect came under attack.  The diplomatic compound came under attack first and was, sadly, overrun before the security officers could do much.  It was there that the U.S. ambassador and one of the IT specialists lost their lives.  As told by the security team, that may have been preventable given a quicker or a more powerful response, had more U.S. assets been able to respond in a timely fashion.  They got their truest test a little later, when the annex where they lived came under fire.  They repulsed three separate attacks, but since the third attack included mortars, two of the contractors were killed.  All, though, fought bravely, as did some of the other government employees involved.  The story presented by the author, who worked directly with the surviving team members as he wrote the book, is lively, action-packed, and keeps its distance from anything political.  The security team is presented as a few guys who were there to do their job, and like hard-working Americans everywhere, worked extremely hard and sacrificed to get the job done.

Overall, I enjoyed the book.  As mentioned above, it’s fast paced and tells an interesting story.  I appreciated that it steered clear of politics.  This was the story of the security team.  It certainly had their opinions in it, and since they are all self-assured people, the opinions are strong, but they also come off as genuine people, real patriots, guys who were just trying to do their jobs.  These were dangerous, somewhat thankless jobs that most people are unwilling to take despite the good pay.  It was a quick read thanks to being drawn into the story and being able to feel oneself there with smoke in the air and bullets flying.  The security team was decorated, although not very much compared to some of the others even though they likely did more than the others, but did come across as pretty humble about that and the fact that they were just doing their job, a job they had signed up for because they believed in their country and its ideals.  I sensed some bitterness about their downed comrades and their perceived shackling when it came to just how they would’ve responded, but it didn’t bother me, probably because most people feel that way at one time or another about a supervisor or some regulations they have to deal with.  The reported dialogue was salty, as one would expect from career military and security men.  My feeling at the end, though, was that they should be held up as people worth emulating given their hard work, sacrifice, and patriotism.

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12 Strong

I remember when I learned about the terrorist attacks of September 11th, 2001, pretty well.  I was still a recently-returned missionary from Russia who was attending fall semester at Brigham Young University.  I don’t remember exactly if I was going into or out of a class, but I was near the Carl F. Eyring Science Center (ESC) and ran into a guy who had grown up near two where I lived, often in the same church ward.  He excitedly and agitatedly told me about a plane having flown into the World Trade Center.  That was a very perplexing bit of news, but I think I was more puzzled by the interaction itself since this particular person had never been very fond of me.  It must’ve been pretty serious news to have someone who usually avoided me tell me about something.  I don’t remember how the next couple hours went, but, eventually, classes were cancelled, and most students, including myself, went back to our apartments to watch the news unfold.  

12 Strong: The Declassified True Story of the Horse Soldiers by Doug Stanton (ISBN: 978-1-5011-7995-2) tells the story of the earliest American soldiers to go into Afghanistan after the attacks that rocked America. The book starts with the airplanes flying into the World Trade Center and the reactions of the Army Special Forces soldiers who would eventually be the first to respond.  The reader learns quite a bit about the lives of the twelve guys to go into Afghanistan.  There were a variety of backgrounds, but all were  committed to serving their country and making sure the terrorists didn’t strike again.  The book tells of their preparations, some of which were rather unorthodox, including buying things from local stores or ordering supplies from catalogs.  Actually getting into Afghanistan was a complicated matter, even with bases nearby in Uzbekistan.  The helicopter rides from Uzbekistan to Afghanistan were harrowing experiences with pilots flying blind in unfamiliar territory with unfamiliar weather patterns.  They eventually made it, though, and then the soldiers got to doing what they were trained to do.  It wasn’t just fighting, though, as they were also trained to adapt to local conditions and get in the heads of the people they would be fighting with and against.  They had to make allies out of temperamental Afghan warlords.  The book portrays this as happening fairly easily and quickly, which may have been the case, but the men expressed a lot of trepidation about how their interactions with the Afghan leaders would go and were grateful for the American firepower that backed up what they were claiming they’d be able to help with.  The initial American soldiers were careful to remain in their advisory roles and let the Afghans run the war.  This also built respect and trust, and was a key to both building alliances and successful military action.  The special forces soldiers were convinced that their work in Afghanistan was so successful because it was really the Afghans’ fight against the Taliban — America was just helping.  One subplot, if it can be called that, in the book is the story of John Walker Lindh, the American who joined the Taliban.  He was a prisoner that some of the soldiers in the book came in contact with.  The book closes with happy reunions for the soldiers after completing their tour of duty, but then some must turn around and go to Iraq.  They answered the call of duty, but most did not see the war in Iraq in the same light as that in Afghanistan, and it ended in the loss of life for some of them.  They didn’t see the same system in Iraq, where the Americans were simply advisors and the suppliers of firepower, and that bode badly, according to them.

The book was a very interesting one.  I did not know a lot of what I read.  It was incredible to read of the combining of cutting-edge technology leading bombs to their targets using lasers and GPS and soldiers leading charges on horses, the Afghans often wearing threadbare clothes and makeshift shoes.  It was inspiring, really, to read of the Afghans who were fighting for their liberty.  They didn’t want any part of the oppressive Taliban regime.  On the other hand, it was depressing to read because of the way the situation in Afghanistan has regressed since these twelve soldiers finished their time in that far-away land.  I highly doubt that they nor their Afghan counterparts would say the fight was in vain.  They were fighting for what all people want — freedom and liberty.  The story of Lindh was one that didn’t really interest me.  I would’ve rather heard more about the military missions, strikes, and battles.  Lindh’s involvement seemed rather tangential.  I liked the stories of the Americans interacting with the Afghans, trying to respect their traditions, but also needing to get their job done.  There was a little bit of tension in those moments, which made for good stories.  The common human thread of a desire for liberty and a willingness to help one’s fellowman achieve that liberty was a powerful message.  Like all such war story books, it was probably a little front heavy, with a lot of information about preparations that took place before actually going into battle, and then short on details about the actual battles.  Finally, like most of these books, it was heavy on swearing.

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I Am Malala

One didn’t hear much about the Taliban before the infamous events of September 11th, 2001, even if one was relatively informed and kept up with the news.  Here and there, they made the news as they continued to make living in Afghanistan less and less desirable, but they weren’t an every-day item.  In my mind, they were most famous for blowing up the Buddhas of Bamyan.  With al-Qaeda’s attacks, though, things changed and changed quickly.  Afghanistan became a military target for the U.S., putting the Taliban in the crosshairs.  With the interconnectedness and fluidity of the region, it was easy for many Taliban members to cross borders and blend into society elsewhere, including Pakistan, where they had already had a small presence since the mid 1990s.  After September 11th and as the Taliban went international, they were in the news every day, and when Taliban gunmen shot a girl named Malala in Pakistan, both the Islamist Taliban and the girl became household names around the world.

I Am Malala by Malala Yousafzai (ISBN: 978-0-297-87092-0) is the story of the schoolgirl from the time she was a little girl to the beginning of her recovery in England.  The book starts with her young childhood and takes the reader through day she was shot in great detail.  Interwoven into her discussion of cricket with friends, friendly competition among classmates, and trips to ancestral villages to visit extended family are brief lessons on Pakistani history and geography, which adequately set the stage for Malala’s life and what would become important to her as she got older.  Far away from the bigger cities where more liberal attitudes existed, life in the villages of Swat went on much like it had for centuries, following traditional Islamic custom.  Malala’s father was a trend-setter in many ways and surrounded himself with others who wanted to see progress in the field of education.  He believed everyone should have an education.  He also didn’t have a lot of use for many of the traditions that prevented women from freely moving about, going to school, or otherwise expressing themselves.  His oldest daughter followed in his footsteps and was nationally prominent by the time she was of junior high age, having won a few national awards, having met with various Pakistani dignitaries on the way.  She enjoyed school, enjoyed learning, and wished everyone had the same opportunity.  She saw how the lack of such opportunities negatively affected others in her community, including her own mother, who was illiterate.  She and two others were shot by Taliban gunmen in 2012, and because she needed long-term intensive care and was under continued threat, she and her family were evacuated to the UK, where they have lived ever since.

I was unsure how I would react to this book.  It was wildly popular a few years ago, but I was reluctant to read it, thinking it would push either Islam or women’s rights in an overbearing fashion.  It did neither and was refreshing in its agenda-free message.  I didn’t know that the Taliban shooting was not indiscriminate.  She was a very specific target thanks to her involvement in Pakistan in trying to get women and girls more involved in education.  (If nothing else, it rubbed off on her mom, who had begun reading lessons near the end of the book.)  While I got the impression that Malala was and is a devout Muslim, she seemed to have a “big-tent“ mentality, simply explaining and never criticizing (other than Taliban policy and actions).  Women in burqas and bazaar dancers were equal in her eyes.  In a world where many in the West are looking for the moderate Muslim voice, this may be one of them.  Her same level-headedness came through in her discussion of women and girls and schooling.  She saw the advantages that it afforded and wanted all to be able to participate.  Neither poverty nor tradition should stand in the way of those who wanted to go to school.  Such a concept seems so basic to Westerners and one that fits well into the idea of equal opportunity, but stories like this show that there is much to yet to be done in spreading these basic norms around the world (and not forgetting them at home at the same time).

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It Is about Islam

Ever since September 11th, 2001, Islam has been a big part of what America thinks about.  As with most things in modern American culture, the general American has been content to let a few blabbermouths on his favorite 24-hour news channel serve as his source of information regarding a religion that claims nearly 1.6 billion adherents.  I am not fully free from this sin.  Having lived for some time in Bosnia & Herzegovina and having spent a couple months in Azerbaijan, I like to think I’m not as clueless as the next guy.  What I do know tells me that there are certain people who believe that Islam teaches them to do horrible and disgusting things to people.  I see that line of thought as a threat to America, to the West, and to liberty in general.  Overall, the religion, schools of thought based on the religion, and the culture, like all things foreign, are intriguing, especially since they have a real influence on the world today, and I enjoy the chance to take in something new that touches on many areas of interest at once.

In It Is about Islam (ISBN: 978-1-5011-2612-3) by Glenn Beck, part of Beck’s “Control” series (although I’m not entirely sure because it doesn’t fit the government overstep discussion that is so central to the other two books in the series), the reader is given a crash course in Islam, then typical media and government lies about Islamic extremism (Beck uses the word “Islamism” for this) are discusses and exposed, and then Beck gives a couple basic suggestions on how to move forward.  Based on my own understanding, the background information was solid.  I was intrigued to learn about the contact early Americans had with Islam and the process they went through to properly educate themselves about it.  The “Lies” section was good.  It was likely easy for the research team to gather the material.  There was no need to go into statistics or anything like that.  Simply gathering material from the Koran, the Hadith, and the words of the extremists themselves, did it and showed just how the extremists come up with what they believe.  Finally, there were a couple suggestions on how people should arm themselves with real information and not be willing to be stuck with what the media and politicians try to feed the American public.

I really wasn’t sure how I’d feel about this book.  I know a lot of Muslims, largely because I have spent (at the time of this writing) nearly two years in a country that has a majority Muslim population (~51%, but still a majority).  Bosnia & Herzegovina, though, is famous for being a Muslim lite country, although that has changed a bit since ISIL came on the scene.  I know that the nuts believe they are carrying out the will of God according to the Koran.  I also know some really solid people who are Muslims and don’t live anything like the extremists.  In the end, I ended up agreeing with Beck’s argument that while there are many Muslims that don’t agree with the extremists, it doesn’t really matter because we’re not worried about them; we’re worried about the extremists because they themselves believe they’re engaged in a holy war and that they themselves are carrying out God’s will according to the Koran.  It doesn’t matter what regular Americans think or what elites think or what non-extremist Muslims think.  What matters is what the extremists think, and it would behoove us to call it what it is so we can actually move forward against what is a real threat.  I was probably most disappointed by the section at the end of the book because it lacked any real, concrete suggestions.  The other book in the series have, but this was a bit fuzzier and just asked readers to be educated (one thing I hope to do is read the Koran even though Beck quoted from the Saudi-approved English translation).  I agree that’s important, but in our very literal world today, I think that most people need to be given the step-by-step guide.  My advice would be to not swallow the lines the politicians are always giving us along with doubting just about anything one hears in the media.  Once one figures out the real story, wield the truth and demand justice and common sense by getting vocally and actively involved in local politics.  The book gives the example of some city in Texas having a local sharia court.  If more people who believed in the Constitution stood up, that wouldn’t be happening.

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Bosnia: In the Footsteps of Gavrilo Princip

As a young boy — and to be honest, still today — World War I aircraft fascinated me.  Biplanes and triplanes seemed so exotic and were firmly a part of the romantic age of flying.  The appearance on the scene of monoplanes as the war drew to a close always seemed rather anti-climatic to me and even somewhat disappointing.  Thanks to a bit of help from my dad, I once even presented a special, extra-curricular report in school on WWI aircraft.  Only later did I learn of the stalemate trench warfare that was such a hallmark of WWI.  It was even later, probably in high school, that I was told that one man, then termed a revolutionary, now termed a terrorist, essentially started WWI through his actions alone.  When a Serbian assassin killed Franz Ferdinand of the ruling Hapsburg family, WWI was set in motion.  The high school teachers and textbooks forget that it was really wasn’t that simple, but the assassin, Gavrilo Princip, remained an interesting figure from an interesting part of the world.

Bosnia: In the Footsteps of Gavrilo Princip by Tony Fabijančić (ISBN: 978-0-88864-519-7) is a travelogue that traces the route of Gavrilo Princip’s travels through the former Yugoslavia and the Austro-Hungarian Empire.  Set largely in the modern-day Balkans, the book uses Princip and his story as a way to understand the region’s complicated history and its rather sticky present through observation, interviews, and referencing historical sources.  The author, rather sympathetic to Princip before undertaking his research and travels, was also optimistic at the outset about the chances for the various ethnic and religious groups of the former Yugoslavia to mend things up a little bit.  By the end of his efforts and the end of the book, after traveling through thick forests, high alps, Mediterranean coastline, and the smog of big cities, he has changed his tune on both counts, considering Princip to have misjudged the impact of his actions, and not just misjudged, but having brought about more harm than good as well as coming to the realization that the peoples of the region, harboring some of the same prejudices and stereotypes as those held about 100 years ago as WWI broke out, aren’t breaking out of those molds any time soon. 

Tracing the life and travels of Princip proved an interesting motif and an interesting background to the pictures of the people and places of Bosnia and Herzegovina, Serbia, and Croatia.  I was most struck by the fact that in the larger cities, much had been repaired or rebuilt when it came to buildings or infrastructure, but when it came to people’s feelings, most of those whom the author spoke with had experienced no rebuilding at all since the fall of Communist Yugoslavia.  The author, partially of Croatian descent himself, seemed to think that, much like Communist Russia’s experience, the ethnic harmony of the Communist time in Yugoslavia was not genuine.  While the Left likes to play this type of ethnic and racial strife up in America, I am of the opinion that very little of these types of feelings exist in America, and I think it is because of this that Americans, myself included, have such a hard time understanding an sympathizing with the people of the Balkans.  We’d rather worry about our own families’s welfare, our jobs, and our favorite sports teams than whether or not we should hate the people next door because they say a few words differently than we do, have a different last name, or belong to a different church.  The book was an interesting, although not gripping read, and there are better works out there if one is after pure history, but this provided a slightly lighter approach to both the history and the state of current affairs.

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Russia’s Revolution: Essays, 1989–2006

Russia is a fascinating country.  I am not sure when I really started to think that.  It was probably when I was very, very young.  I remember getting glimpses of the winter Olympics in 1988 (I admit that my memory is fuzzy on this one, and it might’ve actually been 1984) on an old black and white TV perched precariously on a bookshelf in the family living room and wondering why the Russians wore hockey jerseys that had “CCCP” emblazoned across the front.  What could that possibly mean?  I mean, everyone knew how you spelled Russia.  Even the abbreviation of the unweildy official name of the country — USSR — didn’t match up with CCCP.  Only later did it process in my head that they spoke Russian in Russia and it wasn’t until even later that I learned they used the Cyrillic alphabet.  Early Olympic viewing was mixed with coming to understand that in Soviet Russia, one didn’t get to choose one’s profession (this was, of course, an oversimplification, but sometimes such statements still do an adequate job of explaining things).  My young mind imagined a country full of people assigned to do household chore-style jobs (those were really the only jobs I was familiar with) from the time they graduated from high school until the end of their lives.  I felt especially bad for the guy stuck with emptying the garbage cans day in and day out.

Leon Aron, author of Russia’s Revolution: Essays, 1989–2006 (ISBN: 978-0-8447-4242-7), was always interested in Russia because he was born in the USSR.  Although he emigrated and came to America after the Soviets started letting Jews leave, he remained interested in his homeland and became a respected commentator and scholar on the land of Peter the Great, Ivan the Terrible, Stalin, and now Vladimir Putin.  Aron has written extensively on all things Russia, and in this book, he compiled essays that take the reader through life in Russia from the early days of Boris Yeltsin through the middle years of Putin’s first term in office as Russia’s president.  Aron describes Yeltsin and his democratization efforts.  He is quite a fan of Yeltsin, praising his statesmanship and ability to hold together a country that had partially fallen apart and threated to completely implode on a daily basis.  Aron touches on every aspect of Russia reborn, including food, oil, politics, oligarchs, literature, the military, and international relations.  All of these vastly different aspects of life in the post-Soviet Russia give an idea of what was happening in the country at the time the essay was written.  Aron finishes up his compilation with discussions of Putin, a — to put it mildly — controversial figure and one of Russia’s largest struggles during the 1990s, Chechnya.  Aron’s point, even with the various negatives that Putin and Chechnya seemed to usher in, was that much good has happened since the Soviet Union fell apart in Russia and even though there have been and continue to be bumps in the road (and they’re often big bumps), things are probably going in the right direction, but the only way to tell is to wait and see.  The West didn’t get to its heights in 20 years, and Russia won’t either.

I wasn’t quite sure how relevant a book of essays about some stuff that took place over twenty years ago would be.  As I read through the first half to two-thirds of the book I was even a little put off because the author came across as so excited about the prospects of Russia’s future.  Even during Yeltsin’s presidency, I wasn’t overly impressed with the direction Russia was going.  The discussions of food and literature were interesting and showed Aron’s skill in writing about a wide variety of subjects, but I found the discussions of the oligarchs, Putin’s so-called reforms, and the failings of Russia’s military to be the most relevant to today’s situation.  I thought the writing was very solid, but I liked the overarching point of the work, too.  I have always been a proponent of the idea of giving democracy and capitalism in the ex-Soviet space a lot of time before they take hold, let alone blossom.  Aron takes that long-term view, too.  The only depressing thing about the view is that Aron directs his commentary to the West in a hope to convince both everyman and policymakers that the typical view of a Russia ready to implode and bring the world down with it isn’t quite true, but it’s not really Americans or western Europeans that need to adopt this long-term view.  Regular, everyday Russians need to be more patient than they probably are.  (Not just Russians, but most people in the post-Communist world.)  There are going to be problems as Russia tries to emerge from its past, but it’s going to take a lot of time and multiple generations before things are at the same level as the West (and to be honest, the West is digressing, but that’s a story for a different day).  Average Russians need to be patient and keep working to make things change before they decide that the new order of things is a failure and that the old methods of authoritarianism, top-down control of the economy, and a lack of many basic freedoms were better for whatever reason.

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Volatile Borderland

Russia is a huge, multi-ethnic country.  I only vaguely grasped this during my time in Russia as a missionary; we sometimes ran into Muslims on the street (incidentally, they were usually much more willing to talk to us for a few minutes than the Russians), we bought watermelons from Azeris, I knew an Armenian missionary and Armenian members of the Church.  The Second Chechen War had a very indirect impact on me because all apartment buildings were put on lock-down for a few hours after the Russian apartment bombings in September 1999.  We walked around the streets of Pskov not knowing much and wondering a little bit about our safety.  Since my mission, I have continued to be intrigued by the many ethnic groups living in Russia, but the romanticism surrounding the Caucasus has also exerted a certain pull, even though it is usually far from the modern-day truth.

The collection of essays contained in Volatile Borderland: Russia and the North Caucasus (ISBN: 978-0-9830842-1-1), edited by Glen E. Howard, is an attempt at shedding some light on the movers and shakers of the Russian North Caucasus, what the future holds, and what is driving current reforms, repressions, and realities.  The authors are experts on Russia and the Caucasus, all either professors, journalists, or similarly qualified experts and policy advisors.  Chechnya, Dagestan, Krasnodar, and Sochi and the various peoples that inhabit them are prominent players in the analysis, but exotic-sounding places like Adygeya and Kabardino-Balkaria also garner significant attention because they form a buffer zone between the explosive and more Islamic eastern North Caucasus and the rest of European Russia.  As with most places in the world where high unemployment, Islamist thought, and rampant corruption have mixed, the North Caucasus is a tinderbox.  The Russian authorities have tried a mixture of ridiculously high federal subsidies and oppressive, totalitarian-style control, which seems to be tenuously holding things under control, but most of the essayists agree that this situation could go at any time.

The book was interesting because it touched on a subject that doesn't normally get a lot of ink.  There were a few differing opinions, but there was a definite trend in the thinking, largely anti-Putin and anti-Russian.  Interestingly, on the few occasions when an author decided to stray into foreign countries' policies or responses to the North Caucasus situation, it was typically anti-Western and definitely anti-United States.  I found the journalists' essays to be the least coherent and least informative.  The scholars' essays were much more well argued and could provide someone with a basis for formulating a policy.  Overall, I was disappointed with the lack of policy and over-abundance of dossiers of North Caucasian officials, most of which was set in the mid-2000s, which is kind of old news by now, with much of what was being discussed having already been overtaken by more current events.  I was also disappointed by the obvious lack of a proofreader that resulted in typos, mis-set type, and other distractions.  If one is interested in the topic, the book will still prove interesting, but is otherwise quite skippable.

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